afternoon tidbits
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just to share some of my inner thought this very gloomy afternoon.
being playing Bryan Adam's song repeatedly after hearinf it one fine night on the radio. His husky voice, and latino feel to the whole song puts me at ease and adds to the whole ambience of the song. " Have you really loved a woman".. for the benefit of those who haven't heard it yet. here is a short clip of the lyrics
To really love a woman
To understand her - you gotta know her deep inside
Hear every thought - see every dream
N' give her wings - when she wants to fly
Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms
Ya know ya really love a woman
When you love a woman you tell her
that she's really wanted
When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one
Cuz she needs somebody to tell herthat it's gonna last forever
So tell me have you ever really- really really ever loved a woman?
pictures
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Green Tea Cupcakes covered with a dollop of green-tea flavoured infused Cream Cheese Frosting...
Sad to say..it didn't quite work out. *sigh* nvm..experiments are bound to be met with failures right? I'll just have to do a bit more research... soon it'll be back in full form! Ready to conquer the hearts and minds of even the most hardcore Green-Tea haters... *RAWR!!!*
Stay tuned...the midnight baker
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with me and my trusty oven..i will make it through the lonely night. haha...
Fresh from the oven.. we have:
- Luscious Baked Cheese Cake topped off with a generous serving of Blueberries (pictures to be uploaded soon)
- Green tea Cupcakes with green-tea infused Cream Cheese Frosting
Verdict: the former turned out fantastic, especially after i heeded advice and adopted the water bath method which resulted in a smoother and more thoroughly cooked cheesecake. *Yumz*.. too bad for mummy... *pointing fingers*..she's the one tt promised shi mu (a.k.a my church's pastor's wife) tt i'll be baking a cheesecake for her soon. *pengz* Wait a min, since when was it up to you to make the decisions? i'm the one doing the baking and majority of the paying. *bleah*.. haha kidding. Gotta quit throwing silly tantrums, moreover, i derieve pleasure from it dun i. So its a win-win situation? hehe.
The latter on the other hand was more of a flop. Despite its seductive appearance.. the cupcake base turned out not as well as i had expected it to. Perhaps it was the night working its dark magic but somehow or another i must have got the ratio of ingredients wrong somewhere down the line. Hence ending up with a batter of weird consistency... *damm* i should have noticed something was wrong when i started off with too dry a batter. Argh. Nvm.. i promise to work on it k? I'm sure a little more research and trial and error, I will be able to derive the bestest, most delectable green tea cupcake! Watch and wait guys..
tuition maniac
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Besides catching the cupcake fever.. i've also fallen ill with the tuition maniac. GOsh.. i mean 5 students?!? with the exams so close by. Its just crazy yar... haha. But it serves as a good break away from the rather strenous studying. haha. Not like cracking my head over complex numbers, and trying to impart my 'well-dusted' knowledge of jc2 maths is any good for me yar.. But at least its a change from the monotony yar. hehe.
So.. my first student of the day.. wasn't too bad by my opinion... a reallie quiet little sec 1 gurl.. Bright beyond her years.. And upon careful observation, I noticed tt she had a uncanny habit of solving her sums in rather abstract manner. Something tt i rarely observe in the rigidness of our education system. Definitely study material in the making. As for her sister, a NJC 2nd year student, she's undoubtly much more outspoken then her sis and possesed a unusual skill of enchantment.. haha..meaning tt her frequent calls for 'teacher, teacher' often manages to draw me away from the simplicity of the former's maths sums to dwell into the deeper and darker world of jc2 maths (something tt i haven't touched in quite some time. haha) But nonetheless, a challenge is always a good one. hehe.
my second student is a normal streamed sec 5 gurl taking her 'o's this year. Funny, but i see much potential in her. Her dreams to enter poly for a shot at the tourism course is one tt urges me to help her. FOr only someone with goals is driven to achieve these aims through hardwork...
So tts about it for today. Now ive gotta get back to work..and perhaps a little kitchen action later at night. haha. Perhaps I should be nicknamed the midnight-baker. *Bleah*
high and dry
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feeling high and dry... just feeling a tad odd. Anyway tried my luck with another candidate for my online sales. It worked..so here's introducing to you..
'Sans Toi' Brownie Cupcakes which translates into 'without you' in French... perfectly describing my feelings of loss. Both for my phone and for someone special...I have decided to henceforth start naming my creations after my emotions.. tt wldn't be much a problem since my emotions vary widely on a large scale. Ecstatic for one moment and caught in an aggressive emotional struggle the next. It would be interesting too since I can relate to history of my creation and feel the emotion i was going thru whilst in the process of baking... haha. I'm going berserk..
Meanwhile, plans for online bake sales are still formulating...
karma
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I lost my phone yesterday!!! *boo hoo* Anybody who has seen a sony ericcson w850i with a tiny scratch at the bottom pls let me knoe k? I guess i have no one to blame but myself, in a moment of rush, i left my dear beloved in the toilet. Worst of all, left in right in the open. By the time i realise I didn't have it beside me anymore, it was too late. Rushing back to the toilet, all the way from the south spine to the north wasn't going to save the situation. The fact was it was already gone... stolen by some bloody bitch without any sympathy. Damm...
Now i'm at such a loss... with the few very impt msges in my phone not available to me now. What am i to do? this is so shit-ty-fied... so much for returning a wallet i found a few months back to its rightful owner. Even if it was loaded with cash, approximately $400, it didn't occur to me to even take any of it. not to mention the new blackberry i found at the gym previously which i took the effort to return to the loving hands of its owner as well... KARMA, *bah*.. WHAT THE HELL!
needless to say..i'm just reallie reallie sad.. no words to express my feelings...
p.s. to that bloody bitch who stole my phone: I hope you have a happie life with my hp... bitch...
taking a break
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Hey all... guess its about time i called a break from all this blogging... Exams are fast approaching and dooms day is scheduled for 16 April (tts when my first paper starts yar?).. so its reallie crunch time for me considering tt i've been less than attentive during the semester. So..its reallie back to work... gotta push myself reallie hard if i dun wanna da pao any modules this semester. *sigh*
my only motivation...
baking!!! haha...
When will i go back to my favourite hobby of all time??? so many big plans, lessons to attend.. new skills to acqire!!! Its gonna be love... Perhaps i shld enrol myself into the Culinary Institute of America after i graduate.. haha. *dreaming* bleah.. but now..its back to the books. *groanz*
butterfly
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presenting to you...
Butterfly -- Mariah Carey
When you love someone so deeply
They become your life
It's easy to succumb to overwhelming fears inside
Blindly I imaged I could
Keep you under glass
Now I understand to hold you
I must open my hands
And watch you rise
i'm losing it..
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One sentence was enough to send tears rolling down my cheeks. Why shld it even bother me tt u're seeing others when we're already no longer together?
However hard i try to convince myself tt its okay.. deep down inside, i knoe its not. I'm not feeling alright at least... All this while, i'm been burying myself in work, numbing myself to the heartache, but it's all just a facade, a mask i put on to protect myself. Now, i'm broken, torn down to the core... where the thorns have pierced deep into my soul. How can i let go when what we had was so beautiful? How i can forget the past tt i knoe will haunt me forever? Rising suspicions, too much for me to handle. Have I never been good enough? Have I been kept in the dark all this while? Why? No more words, I just bury my head in my lap and cry.
silly me.. stupid gurl....
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